The Ragin' Mrs. has a tradition of cooking someone who's leaving our office a final lunch, kind of one last hurrah before they go on to where ever they're going. One co-worker made the off-hand comment that he wanted a roast suckling pig for his last lunch.
Don't ever, ever make an off-hand comment like that to a chef.
We spent last night killing, gutting, and cleaning the pig. It's currently packed with herbs and spices, doing a happy little marinade, and it'll get roasted in a week or two (yes, we're doing a spice marinade for weeks!) while packed with garlic and apples and getting spritzed with apple juice.
Yes, I'll take pictures.